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I am a busy, busy, gal.
And I also need time for me. Without sacrificing the time I have alloted for everyone else in this house that needs me too.
It is a struggle every single day. And, it seems, with every passing day, the struggle becomes more of a battle. Yes, it is easier having all three daughters able to walk and play and to not have a baby attached all day long. But it is also harder. There are more conflicts, less breaks, and always someone who needs a hug and a kiss.
And since we all know that none of my children find sleeping to be an activity they would like to thrive at, I feel I am “on call” twenty – four hours a day. And in my exhaustion and constant need to be alert and ready, I fall by the wayside. More than I am even willing to admit.
So, lately, I have decided that I need to start getting to know me again. Just as my husband and I are coming out of the fog of three daughters in three years, a move, and many other stresses that have accompanied our lives, I need to come out of the fog of adjusting to all of these instant changes as well.
And remember what I love about me.
I am starting simple. Making sure I take 5 minutes to sit in a quiet room once a day and read a chapter of a book, an article in a magazine, or just close my eyes and think and pray. So far, I have found this five minutes to be rejuvenating! Seriously! I can not get over how nice it is to just s i t!
I take this time around noon, when the baby is napping and the other two are watching a show. Usually a time when I would be blogging, doing the dishes, talking to a friend on the phone, or anything else that “needs to get done”. Delaying my “to do” list to spend a few moments alone is not going to ruin my day, I have decided. And, in fact, it might just save it.
This simple little act has quietly reminded me that if I can not take care of myself I can not take care of my family. And the longer I go, struggling to take care of them, without having time for myself, the more harried and unimportant I will become to me.
Hopefully, over time, I will be able to extend this time to 10 minutes, 15 and so on. Maybe one day I’ll be able to lose myself in a book and not worry about what else I need to do or who else I need to tend to. And then I will probably wish I did.
But for now, with everything I need to do, everyone I need to do for, and all of my daily responsibilities occupying my priority list, I’ll take my 5 minutes of peace.
And cherish the time that is all about me.